These "half" or "backstory" chapters are shorter than normal ones, and will be in the Third Person View/POV. These are made in order to show sequences of "backstory", or so, that are made for this story.

Basically, this isn't the manga or anime so don't bitch about it.


"So, I need another tool. Make it." A white/blond haired man said. The frightening voice of his scared the two he had hostage and angered the one he didn't.

"F-fine! But if you do anything to them... I'm done Yamori!" A man in a white coat said. His voice trembling- his body quivering. He got to work- on the tool he was supposed to make.

"You're done?" The man proclaimed to be Yamori frowned. "If you're done, then what's the point of having you... or them?" His hand reached to the older of two girls by his side. They both held on to each other- a mother and daughter. She trembled and struggled as his hand groped her neck pulling her upwards. She was choking.

"No! No, that's not what I mean Yamori! Please... just leave them alone and I'll make you an extra!" He yelled panicking. Asaki Fueguchi worked relentlessly to make a pair of the tools his abuser had told him to make in exchange for his family's well-being. They were all ghouls, however, Yamori could easily overpower all of them.

After about an hour of grueling work and a tense atmosphere, the tools were complete.

"Yamori... they're done, now let them go!" He tossed both items over to the oppression.

Yamori caught them in one hand- one giant, strong hand. "Thank you doctor. You can have these two things back." He kicked Ryouko Fueguchi, the wife of Asaki, lightly and headed out the door.

"Ryouko! Hinami!" The doctor cried out as he hugged his wife and daughter. Both were in a mentally broken state after all the trauma just brought to them. "Ryouko... Ryouko..." he pleaded to god- whichever god that would help him. "Take Hinami... go the 20th Ward, Anteiku. I'll meet up with you there later, I just have some things to take care of, okay?"

His wife looked at him wide eyed. She wanted him to go with her and her daughter. "No... no, come with us, please!"

"I'm sorry." He said looking at her sternly. "But you are my priority right now. There's no need for you to get involved anymore... I'm going to close up shop, pay everyone I owe, get the money others owe me and head towards Anteiku with you."

The man looked over to the door. "Now get your things and leave, I won't leave this life without you by my side, so don't worry about me."

The woman nodded. She was too frightened to speak, and too worried to let go of her daughter. The prevalent news of ghouls in the 11th Ward was stirring up trouble, so the idea of going to the 20th Ward, a peaceful ward, was a good idea.

"Alright, go then." He said.

Mrs. Fueguchi did as her husband pleaded and went off to gather her belongings and leave. As she did so, she gave her husband a good bye- no, rather a 'see you soon' kiss. As she left, she saw her husband's worried, yet happy face; worried for his safety, happy for his family's.